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Denial, they sayis not a river in Egyptit's a voice of reasonstuck under a bucketin the darkest recessof a soul able to hearthat drip, drip, dripof th..
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I wonder what you are doing
On your side
Of this desert
I'm counting grains of memories
More stubborn than my dreams.
I can see
By your disa..
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It's been a whileSince you've been mineBut not long enough for meI'll take another truck load of timeTo try ten more lives with you.It's been a whileS..
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She needs
her man
It aches, it
hurts
Like parched
desert lands
In need of
soothing rain
Which never
comes
She needs
her man
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Don’t get me
wrong, bro
We’re in the
same snow
Let sleeping
dogs lie
And not
resurrect whys
As usual,
our..
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At last I found it -Weapons of mass affection,Hidden in your heart.
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I stumbled upon my dream job -
Investigative poetry
That one little string, attached to it,
With a thin, Persian carpet thread
Led me to a..
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Pencil my name in - Let it simmer in your mind,
Until I’m inked in.
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You need to let me
maintain my distance,
Or else I'll stumble over your shy smile,
All I am goes into this resistance -
My love for you is as long..
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Birds of a feather,Don't always flock together.There you are -Stuck in your golden cage,Full of delightful trivialities,While I test the heights of vi..
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